For some reason your comment reminded me of that ol’ Tim Robinson ditty.
The skeletons will pull your hair. Up, but not out.
Also wouldn’t his hair be like… permanently greasy? The only guy who’s hair might be worse (other than trump but that’s not hair as much as it is a region of spacetime that has a few more ppm of alpha helix protein than the hard vacuum) is Nutlick now that he has that gangsta-ass mullet.
Is it worth chiming in that I’ve personally never seen any image or facsimile of that thing that is in any way, shape, or form flattering to the subject matter? If I was making a catalogue of “shammies one would wash one’s car with” its complexion might make an appearance in the appendix but otherwise nah. No redeeming value from a photographic stance, or, frankly, from any other point of view really.
He’s not much good to humanity alive.
Morcheeba dropped a banger about this phenomenon some years ago
Sorry, who?
I checked, but the only memorable Kirk I can dredge up from my memory (which is where I store facts about people worth remembering) is that of James Tiberius Kirk, captain of the USS Enterprise.
Geez. Fire whoever hired that guy I guess.
And dig deep. This might go all the way to the top; we might have to clean the whoooole house here.
A much more original way to devalue your currency than the Romans.
May it go to zero.
I’m for “biological metabolism” staying away from him, including processes currently in-situ in the host organism.
I would need an entourage of physiotherapists if I had the bling to roll with a 9kg necklace.
Imagine how dope my rhymes would be though. A man can dream…
This is the hardest not the onion thing I have ever seen.
The title of the festival. 🤣🤣🤣 I’m fucking dying here. Holy shit.
I spent a summer once in Idaho in my early youth. Hard to describe anything there in terms of “awesome” unless it’s beer gut.
With some accidental Don Cherry contamination from the 3 way.
Relatable, and ya can’t blame twitch. I want to expel refuse from my body too.
This is why, as mentioned above:
The most “successful” social media accounts are always the shittiest.
It’s just like that Morcheeba song, everybody loves a loser.
“I don’t know why you keep going on about our current lies, you assholes should have kept called us out for our past lies. But only now, not back then when we were lying with those lies. What I mean is… ok: see we lied in the past, but you definitely were jerks for not believing those then. Now; I know we renamed French fries to freedom fries in a frothing defense of our “good lies” back then, and I know back then we insisted it was the truth, but now they were bad lies and HAVE YOU EVEN THANKED ME YET FOR TALKING TO YOU ABOUT THIS!?”
Occams blunt, used-in-the-shower, needs-a-replacement-blade razor.
I think they really mean it would be inhumane if you consider the problem vis-a-vis the yardstick most Americant capitalists measure their “humanity” by, ie: less dollary-doos for them.
Interesting, my phone just disabled Google calendar due to my pressing and holding on the icons. Can’t help but wonder if these events are related.
They might be since I refuse to get up with fleas after lying down with nazi hounds…
I want to make this perfectly clear. “You wanna make a bet?” died in fucking elementary school for me. Like it should for every mature, sane human. Gambling is for, and done by, the most immature, underdeveloped losers in our society. I’ve never once met someone who went to a casino and told me about that I didn’t instantly lose a measureable amount of respect for. I would have absolutely no qualms about levelling every casino on the planet and forcing the property owners to donate the land to public park space.
You are not “winners with no winnings”. You are losers.
The fact that it is growing in popularity and we now have douche canoes on polymarket every second commercial just tells me we’re devolving.